In order to draw manga, I acted all over the world

After the person next to him finished asking, the crying stopped suddenly.

The boy raised his head and looked to the side with a pair of red eyes. Seeing that the person who was asking the question was about his own age, he wiped away his tears and silently turned his body to the other side to face him.

"you have not answer my question yet."

The person who asked the question knocked on the railing dissatisfiedly, "Why are you here?"

The boy didn't answer, and lowered his head even lower. The person next to him asked again, "Why don't you speak? Are you dumb?"

Nagasaki Ye Qianwei couldn't help but said: "Mr. Wujo is really too much."

He didn't see that he was sad, so he didn't want to talk to him at all, he insisted on going up to talk to him.

Knotabagi Yuhito: "This..."

The people in the comics are really like Gojo Satoru, and people can't even deny it.

Nagasaki Wild Rose doesn't usually read manga very much, but she didn't expect to become the one with the strongest sense of substitution now.

Yujin Yuzu turned to the next page. The people in the next cell were fighting with the boy. The boy didn't want to talk, but the person next door insisted on making him speak. They even tore off the spell that was pasted on the railing, folded it into a paper plane and threw it at the boy. side.

He was like a big cat who couldn't be satisfied, anxiously surrounding the boy, the more the boy didn't want to talk to him, the more he tried to get the boy's attention.

This strange atmosphere lasted until the arrival of another person.

The boy with a ball head and a tuft of short bangs on his forehead opened the door and said to the person in the next cell: "Wu, I bought you persimmon leaf sushi, the one you praised for being delicious last time."

"Thank you." Wu happily took the sushi.

"I just used the teacher's name." Knotabagi Yuhito felt as expected.

Fu Heihui's expression on the side became more complicated.

Suddenly discovering that the cartoonist he likes may be related to an unreliable teacher, the idol filter in his heart is about to be shattered.

In the manga, two extremely tall teenagers are chatting.

The boy with the meatball head is called "Jie". He just came back from a mission in Osaka and told Wu what he saw on the way. Do you want to eat?"

"Who is this?" Jay asked.

"I don't know, he was here when I woke up."

Finding that the black-haired boy was still ignoring him, Wu turned to Jie and complained: "Why don't you bring my phone here for me, I'm going to be bored to death."

"It will be discovered by the teacher."

Wu Wenyan showed a painful expression, Jie couldn't help laughing and said: "You should reflect on it honestly, you have been told not to go to the warehouse where the dangerous spells are kept, you have to go..."

It was preaching again, and Wu clicked his tongue impatiently.

At this moment, Jie suddenly changed the subject and asked, "What's in that warehouse?"

"I knew you would be interested," Wu said with a chuckle, "I won't tell you, if you're curious, go see it yourself."

Jie looked at the man who was still in the cell, full of energy, and spoke with a little complacency, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I don't want to be locked up by the teacher to be with you."

Jie seemed to be very busy, so he said goodbye to Wu after a few words.

When he turned around, he habitually looked at the person on the other side, and found that the black-haired boy was also looking at him.

The boy was sitting on the ground with his legs folded and his head buried in his arms, but at some point he quietly raised his head and looked at him timidly with a pair of red eyes.

Meeting his gaze, the boy immediately turned his face away, lowered his head and buried it in his arms again.

His actions looked a little shy, but he couldn't help but make people feel cute, Jie was taken aback for a moment.

"Jie," Wu flexed his fingers and slammed on the railing: "Why are you in a daze?"

"Nothing." Jie withdrew his gaze and left as if nothing had happened.

After he left, Wu ran to the side of the black-haired boy and stared at the boy through the railing. The boy didn't respond at all, as if the sizing up of Jie just now was an illusion.

Wu didn't care, he leaned lazily on the railing, "What were you looking at just now?"

"Why are you locked up here?"

There was still no response from the boy, Wu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you know what this place is for?"

The boy seemed motionless like a statue, so Wu could only ask and answer: "This place is used to hold death row prisoners."

"Maybe you will be executed."

Nagasaki Wild Rose poked Knotabagi Yuhito: "Have you ever been frightened by Gojo-sensei before?"

Knotweed Yuren: "Ah."

He took a serious look at Satoru's expression in the manga, and it was highly similar to Gojo Satoru who said something similar to him not long ago.

Even the subtle expression changes are drawn with the same score, which shows that the author is very familiar with Gojo Satoru, maybe it is Kageyama Yu himself...

Fu Heihui's thoughts are similar to those of Polygonum cuspidatum, but he has given up thinking about these issues and just wants to read the manga before talking.

When Hu Zhang was in a daze, Fu Heihui took away the manuscript and looked at the next page.

When the time came to the next day, the man from before appeared again.

In addition to the traditional Japanese breakfast, he brought a man in a steel gray suit.

"Teacher, what about me?" Wu called from the side, "I've been hungry all day."

The teacher asked Wu with a serious face: "Do you know that you are wrong?"

"Understood," Wu put his hands together and said sincerely, "I will never make the same mistake again in the future."

Next time I break into the warehouse, I will be more careful, and I will never be discovered by you!

The teacher didn't see what he was thinking, thinking that he was sincerely repenting, and took out another lunch box from behind as if by magic.

Satoru stretched out his hands with a smile, and just when he was about to touch the lunch box, the black-haired boy who hadn't spoken all this time suddenly spoke.

"He lied," said the black-haired boy. "He ate sushi brought by his friend last night and told him to break into a warehouse."

Enlightenment:? ? ?

So you can speak!

No, you stabbed me in the back! !

The lunch box that was about to be handed flew away in an instant, Wu stared at the boy opposite in disbelief, the black-haired boy didn't look at him, holding the rice ball in both hands, gnawing on it, looking very cute.

Beside his door, with a dark face, the teacher picked up all the spells that fell on the ground, and glued layer after layer on the door.

"I'll settle the bill with you later."

Hearing the teacher's cold voice, and the smelly lunch box gradually going away, Satoru ground his teeth and scratched the railing angrily.

"hateful……"

Seeing Satoru in the manga deflated, Nagasaki Yarose clapped her hands happily: "This protagonist is great."

Yu Zhang Youren raised his forehead: "When did you have such a big opinion on Teacher Wutiao?"

"I don't have it." Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei refused to admit it.

After they read the manga for a short while, Saiki Kuniharu, who brought them tea, saw Kizaki Yeqiangwei's happy look, and suddenly felt a little more sympathy in his heart.

I can be so happy looking at Teacher Huang's works, and I can see that they have not been stabbed.

Qi Mu Guochun did not disturb them, quietly put the tea on the table, closed the door and left.

They move on to the next page.

After the teacher reinforced Satoru's cell, he introduced the people he had brought to the boy who had finished eating rice balls.

"This is Mr. Linghuan. He is a psychic. He can awaken the memory hidden deep in people's hearts. It may help your situation. Would you like to let him try?"

The boy paused as he picked up the biscuit, and nodded slightly.

Ling Huan was a young man with yellow hair. He sat down beside the boy, gently poured a bowl of soup into his hand, then held his hand and whispered, "Don't be nervous, let's chat casually." I heard you didn't remember anything when you woke up?"

"Yeah." The boy responded in a low voice.

Ling Huan and the young man curled their hands slightly, and just about to say something, the person next door spoke earlier than him, interrupting the warm atmosphere he deliberately created.

"Teacher, what's the situation?" Wu raised his voice and asked carelessly, "This little villain lost his memory? Where did you pick him up?"

"..." The teacher said angrily, "Shut up!"

"Hey, sorry, you go on."

The voice behind the plastered charms was melodious, and the protracted ending sounded particularly unbearable.

The teacher said to Linghuan with a headache on his face, "Sorry."

"It's okay, I can do it all over again." Ling Huan had a good temper and was not angry at all.

He looked at the black-haired boy again. The boy was holding the steaming bowl of soup, quietly, without any emotion.It's really difficult, Linghuan, who claims to be a psychic, but is actually a fake psychic, took a deep breath, reached his hand again, and held his hand.

"Then can you recall how you felt when you first woke up?"

When Linghuan asked, he secretly put his little finger on the young man's pulse, and found that his pulse was abnormally stable, which was completely consistent with the calmness shown.

It also makes people feel that what he said is extremely horrifying.

"Yes," the boy said, "I want to kill everyone in this world."

After saying such terrible words, the boy's expression didn't change at all, his pure red eyes looked straight at Linghuan frankly.

Linghuan felt a chill down his spine, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but the teacher behind him was still looking at him seriously, so he could only bite the bullet and continue.

"This is wrong..." Cold sweat broke out on Linghuan's forehead, "You have this kind of thought only because you are restless and suddenly lose your memory, people will have similar feelings, and then give birth to some extreme thoughts..."

The boy suddenly lowered his head and looked at the steaming soup in his hand, "I suddenly remembered something."

Ling Huan stopped talking suspiciously.

"Do you want to hear it?" When the boy asked this sentence, his red eyes shone brightly in the dimly lit cell.

Linghuan suddenly had a bad premonition, and only heard him say: "You're right, I'm really worried because my family members are all dead."

died?Ling Huan Xinlong was startled in horror, at this time the boy was already slowly laughing.

"But it's okay," said the boy, "they'll stay in my body and be with me forever."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-3102:01:14~2021-03-3123:56:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：我以前仲会恶20瓶；黑兔、叶夜、00:00:0110瓶；柒灌醉酒7瓶；發呆x呆發6瓶；小兔宰治好可爱1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!